Eight-Winged Fallen Angel

Jiang Feng was stunned when he entered the Vermillion Bird tribe.

The entire Vermillion Bird tribe was in an ocean of fire, and there were many flames floating in the air among the vast sea of fire.

There were no Insectoid monsters, and there were no signs of the Vermillion Birds.

"Hm? Why is there no sign of the Vermillion Bird tribe?"

He flew around the territory of the Vermillion Bird tribe and muttered to himself as he scanned his surroundings.

Whoosh!

As he was in doubt about his surroundings, all the flames on the ocean of fire began to fly toward him.

The flames flew and converged in front of him continuously. After a short while, the flames formed a giant Vermillion Bird.

"Screech!" 

The Vermillion Bird screeched loudly as it raised its head and the flames on it became even more vibrant, and the flames wrapped it within and formed a blazing cocoon.

"The Vermillion Bird is being reborn from the ashes!"